I am a mid twenties television anchor in a semi large market. I go under my mother's maiden name, it helps because I am Hispanic. I am married, my husband is twenty four years older than me and very wealthy. I got my job because he influenced the station to put me on the air. My ratings are pretty good, in fact very good. I happen to be very good at this. It is just that I didn't spend all those years on the street reporting plus my husband doesn't want me out there, he wants me safe and sound in the station.

I love my husband very much, much more than I ever thought I would. I went out with him in L.A. when I was in college because of his connections and what he could buy me. He was big on gifts, nice gifts, car, clothes and jewelry. I was a little gold digger at the time. Coming from where I came from giving it up to him in return for getting ahead was on everyone's mind. Just get him to promote me and I would have it made. I fell in love with him over time. Maybe because I fell in love with him he fell in love with me? I do believe he loves me, he married me, prenup and all, but he married me.

I moved markets so my street past is in the past. He has a core business in this market and he keeps a home here for me. Either way, he travels a lot, so L.A. or N.Y., or right here doesn't matter. This is where I live and I keep a home for him here. I had some make up surgery, nose, chin and cheek bones. Better for the camera. No boobs, he likes what he has. No butt implants either, he likes what he has. But I am far more camera friendly than before my make up surgery.

I have become quite the homebody. I met a girl here who is into home decorating and she has helped me really find a comfortable look for my home. She is a little gold digger too, because she has gotten me to spend quite a bit of money. But she has good taste and we became friends after spending the money. And my husband likes what I have done with the house. I didn't know how to tell him about my number one, so I had her help me with a reveal party just for him, revealing to him that he is going to be a father again, of a son. I prepared myself for a bad moment if it was a girl, but he told me that it was ok either way, but he is happy I am going to give him a son. Hispanics always want sons. I learned that on the streets of East L.A.

I got together with him for the money, I won't lie. I was 19 when I met him. I never dreamt I would end up being an anchor on television, or that I would be married to him.